Heading towards the woodland, we found a high-speed Blackcap, a furtive Whitethroat, and beyond the edge of the woods a secretive Reed Warbler. None of the above wished to be photographed.
We caught up with Ian and had a look out over the pools, finding Pintail among the more standard wildfowl, and a handful of Black-tailed Godwits. A Hobby or two were hawking to and fro, and way out over the marshes at the back, two Buzzards lazily wheeled.
There wasn't much doing from the Tower Butts hide. A vocal Little Grebe in the ditch nearest us. A closer-but-not-close-enough Hobby. A few Little Egrets drifted over the further reaches of the marsh. We carried on our walk.
Approaching the one-way gate, we heard and then briefly saw a Kingfisher, nipping along the big channel here. It perched briefly in view among the reeds before noticing us looking at it and flying off back the way it came.